Can I have this CHANCE?

Chapter 17: Forgive or Forget?

It has been a Month since the day I knew about Mimi and Ramon. I still haven't been contacting Ramon or anyone in his Family. There was also the time where Ramon used his sister's phone just to call me. But still I didn't bother to answer. This day is the last school day, after this I don't even know where or what will I do. But in my list only one is written. Surprise Ramon by going to abroad with him. But going to the place his staying at is also where MiMi is close living with. I got to school and other students were looking at like I am a wierd celebrity or something. Then as I got to my Room. There is this girl. Wearing fit dress with color dark blue also heels that a red as a blood. I look at her and my eyes wided. It was MiMi. She opened her mouth and said to me that she wants to talk to me about something. And I replied i don't remember having a business with you. Then she said I think you know what I want to talk about. I glared at her. And said come with me. I brought her to the rooftop. So we can talk or shout at each other without anyone bothering us. It didn't last long she talked. "Raphaela, please do not blame Ramon for any of this I was the one who brought him to my room. I took advantage of him being drunk. The time where in his sister saw us kissing. I forced him to. He was repeating your name the entire night. Then I felt guilt And told his friends to bring him home safely." She stopped. And I said "Why are you telling me this? And How dare you touch my beloved boyfriend!" Then she replied "you have the right to slap me or do whatever you desire. I am telling you this because Ramon hasn't been himself in this couple of months." I then said " I never want to make my hands dirty for a slut like you." I don't know where that words came from but my ange I can't tolerate it that's why I let out those dirty words as I told her I walked out hurriedly and went to my room. Students and my friends were staring at me. Good thing the teacher arrived on time for them to be distracted. As for me Hurt. And guilt for not listening for the one man I loved.